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Eagle 15, put on Psywarov and make it loud.
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It's the 23rd of February, 1991.
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Shall we dance?
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The 2nd Armoured Cavalry Regiment charges through the Iraqi border in Operation Desert Storm.
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Amidst the stampede of armour, Captain Herbert Raymond McMaster stands proudly atop his M1A1 Abrams, leading Eagle troop into battle.
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After so much waiting, it's finally showtime.
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The column of American tanks drives into enemy territory with no resistance whatsoever.
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Defensive positions are being dealt with by other units, and the poor Iraqi conscripts surrender en masse.
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The second ACR even comes across a group of lone and unarmed Iraqis walking aimlessly across the desert.
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The men are surprised as the enemy cheers them on.
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They advance the maneuver nearly unimpeded for two full days, but that won't last forever.
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Somewhere out there to the east, the Tawakauna Republican Guard lies in wait.
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A much more loyal unit that will not surrender so easily.
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The second ACR are tasked with hunting them down.
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The men awake the following day to miserable weather weather.
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A sandstorm has rolled in overnight, greatly reducing visibility.
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Holy shit!
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What beautiful weather!
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Skag, wanna go outside?
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I'm good.
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Thanks.
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Alright, how are the Eagles doing?
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Anyone?
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Waiting for order, sir.
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What's the plan?
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Okay, here it is gentlemen.
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In a moment we will receive permission to carry the attack forward.
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We push to the 70 Easting.
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Only 6 miles?
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Yup, and don't engage.
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We find the enemy, we step aside and allow the 1st Infantry Division
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and 3rd Armored Division behind us to take them on.
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Should be easy, but you know anything can happen.
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Stand by for orders.
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Out!
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His men don't have to be told twice.
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The entire troop is itching for action.
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And sure enough, the go-ahead promptly arrives.
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Battle stations, battle stations, this is Black 6.
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The word has been given.
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Red 1, execute.
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Roger 6, executing now.
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I feel the need, the need for speed.
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You know that's $5 in the drink box for any film quotes.
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Oh come on, I love the smell of napalm in the morning.
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That's 10.
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The engines roar and whirl to life, and six M2 Bradleys from the 1st platoon drive past the line of Abrams taking their positions at the front,
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as the entirety of the second ACR moves through the sandstorm in a miles long formation, pushing into the unknown.
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McMaster hunkers down observing the battlefield with his thermal sight, but nothing appears.
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Suddenly there are loud explosions up ahead.
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McMaster and the rest of his men sweep the area with their binoculars and thermals.
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There are no contacts, but they quickly find the source.
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Its airburst artillery exploding in the air and raining shrapnel all across the ground.
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McMaster doesn't need to say anything.
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All on their own the Bradleys and Abrams break the line to drive around the area of impact.
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A sense of pride fills McMaster.
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His boys are acting exactly as they've been trained.
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The artillery is evaded and the line reforms as they push on.
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It's not long before something else catches his eye.
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Figures emerge through the haze.
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Buildings.
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McMaster narrows his eyes, thinking, this village looks off.
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There's no farm, pen or any type of infrastructure to sustain a home.
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This, he thinks, must be an Iraqi outpost.
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Village, direct front.
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One round, heat at my command!
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The loader slams the high explosive anti-tank shell into the breach to the breach.
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The anti-tank component won't be of much use, Up!
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but the explosives are exactly what they need.
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Ready?
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Report.
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The tank's massive 120mm gun aims square at the structures.
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But McMaster doesn't fire just yet.
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He waits as his line gets closer, looking for civilians.
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Up and down the line the rest of the tanks prepare to level the position.
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But still they wait, for they see no evidence that the buildings belong to anyone at all.
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Suddenly muzzle flashes shine from the windows and low-caliber bullets start raining down on the armored vehicles.
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Fire!
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Fire!
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McMaster's Abrams opens fire with a thunderous explosion.
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The round flies through the air, its aim impeccable.
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It hits a wall and detonates, reducing the building to rubble.
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The impact marks the target for the eight other battle tanks and their guns aim at the same construction.
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Ready?
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Fire!
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The Nine Abrams fire almost in unison with a deafening blast.
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In an instant the buildings explode into a cloud of rubble and dust, violently silencing the small arms fire.
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Meanwhile on the very edge of their formation, Bradleys, Eagle 13 and 16,
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spot two Iraqi T-72s sitting in ambush with their thermal viewfinders.
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Do we engage?
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Chills traveled down the spine of the vehicle commanders.
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Why are they still… I don't think they see us.
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Had the sandstorm not been covering their advance, they were unlikely to have won this showdown.
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But as it is, the enemy's lack of thermals keeps them blind from the storm, while the Bradleys can see them, crystal clear.
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The Bradleys turret spins to face the enemy, a pair of tow anti-tank missiles at the ready.
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The missile fires off its launcher, pulling a spool of wire along with it.
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From inside the gunner keeps its crosshairs on the enemy tank,
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the computer guiding the missile through the wire and keeping it flying straight on the crosshair.
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From the sight it looks like licks of flame hanging in the air for a few fleeting moments.
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The T-72 detonates with force as its turret flies sky high.
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It detonates with force as its turret flies sky-high.
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The second Bradley fires off a second missile aimed for the remaining enemy.
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The Iraqi crew barely reacted to the destruction of their companion when they meet the same fate.
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The turret of this T-72 came off and was flipping like a bottle cap in the air, and when it landed, the whole thing burst into flames.
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I remember thinking, holy, how can a piece of metal burn like that?
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The troop resumes the advance, leaving behind T-72 wrecks and the obliterated buildings.
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Two enemy tanks on the left flank, target's eliminated.
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McMaster knows these two tanks couldn't be alone, and senses that they're about to find exactly who they're looking for.
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Red one, this is black six, swapping the tank lead, I repeat, changing to tank lead.
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The Bradbees slow to a stop and allow the better armored Abrams tanks to go first.
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They form into an arrow formation with McMaster proudly leading in the middle.
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They reach their target of the 70th Easting, but McMaster has a small crest up ahead blocking their view.
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In flat terrain like this even small crests are crucial for visibility, so without orders he pushes on just a little more.
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As Abrams climbs the hill and rolls over the top of the crest.
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Looking through his thermal sight, he watches as dozens of heat signatures come into view all at once.
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They instantly meet a wall of dug-in armor, trenches and anti-tank weapons, all facing their advance.
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Tanks, direct front!
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It's a horrifying sight.
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The plan of not engaging the enemy has gone straight out the window.
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Fire, fire, sabot!
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Heat already loaded.
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The crosshairs immediately land on a T-72 1.4 kilometers away and the Abrams fires the first shot of Battle 73 Easting.
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But to McMaster's surprise, the giant line of Iraqi defense does not immediately retaliate.
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In the storm, the Iraqi tanks are completely blind
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and have no idea about the multiple Abrams actively rolling over their defensive embankment just a few hundred meters away.
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They scramble to respond, crews running for their tanks, diving into trenches and fleeing to the rear.
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It's chaos.
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Load shaboat!
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Up!
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Fire!
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The armor-piercing fin, stabilized, discarding sabot round fires off the Abrams barrel, the surrounding sabot peeling off.
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Releasing a massive depleted uranium dart traveling 1575 meters every second.
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It slams square on the enemy and it bursts into flames, cutting through the armor like butter and setting it aflame.
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McMaster continues to roll forward as the rest of his troop appears behind him.
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Abrams' tanks open fire indiscriminately as the T-72s start to fight back.
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Rounds crash into the earth and zip over the Americans' heads.
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McMaster's driver, Christopher Skog, Hedenskog, watches nervously out of the periscope as he drives towards the enemy.
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He sees a muzzle flash from the front right and a split second later, and a split second later, round slams into the earth right next to their fender.
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McMaster's men see the strike and fear he's been hit.
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Black Six, Black Six, are you hit?
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Black Six, Black Six… But then Skog spots a second T-72 emerging into the sights of their Abrams.
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Hold on!
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He turns hard to the left throwing off everyone in the turret.
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Ah!
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They gather themselves and resume their positions. Are you okay?
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McMaster takes a second longer.
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He's hit his head on the edge of the coupler, completely missing the radio transmission calling for him.
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Black Six, do you copy?
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With their leader in silence and seemingly having taken a second enemy round, desperate Red One takes the initiative.
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This is Red One.
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Black Six is down.
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I'm taking over.
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Follow my lead.
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Listening to this on the radio, Skog calls for his commander.
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Sir, get up on the net.
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Red One just took over.
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McMaster realizes what's happening and is quick to clear up the confusion.
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This is Black Six, we're alive!
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I'm retaking command!
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Meanwhile, outside is a flurry of sand, smoke and fire.
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Enemy rounds keep missing the Abrams as they charge through the desert.
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On the Iraqi side, everything is in pure chaos.
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The Abrams roar past the shell-shocked Iraqis, firing round after round into the enemy armor.
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The Bradleys behind fire their cannons at trenches and infantry, struggling to distinguish between legitimate threats and defeated enemies.
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Driver Matt Lee follows his unit under fire when a person appears in front of him.
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Lee slams on the accelerator and steers towards him.
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The Bradley barrels towards a soldier at speed.
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The Iraqis completely disoriented from the darkness of the storm and smoke of the battlefield, unaware as his body rapidly fills Lee's thermal imager.
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The speeding Bradley roars by, inches from the enemy.
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Lee made a split second decision and decided that this enemy was no threat.
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Elsewhere in the battle, the advancing line of Bradleys are suddenly met with a column of tracers.
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The bright bullets ricochet everywhere and two Bradleys focus on the source.
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A ZSU-23-4 Schilke anti-aircraft gun inside a bunker anti-aircraft gun inside a bunker.
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They slow to a halt and the first anti-tank missile rockets off its launcher, zipping across the battlefield.
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The anti-armor warhead detonates into the bunker, collapsing it.
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A second anti-tank missile flies in moments after, slamming into the ZSU and setting it alight.
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Across the line, the Bradley crews operate with incredible bravery.
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The missiles cannot be fired on the move, so Bradleys have to stop under fire to engage enemy armor.
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Eagle 31 comes to a halt while staring down the barrel of a reloading T-72.
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The American gunner fires off his missile and strikes the Iraqi tank, exploding it into a ball of flame, fractions of a second before it can do the same to the Bradley's crew.
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Meanwhile, another Bradley, Eagle 36, have used up their pair of anti-tank missiles
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and are still stuck in the middle of heavy fighting and are still stuck in the middle of heavy fighting.
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They need more if they are to have a chance against the dozens of T-72s still somewhere out there in the dark.
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Tribble, give me some toes!
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Scout Michael Tribble takes the missile tubes stowed in the rear and opens up the roof hatch to reload them.
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But the launcher is out of reach.
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Can you give me the turret on 5950?
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The turret needed to be rotated to 5950 mils to be able to reload from the hatch.
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But Tribble hears the response.
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Negative.
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We're stuck like this.
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The commander can't place the Bradley in a reloading position.
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They need the gun and armor facing the enemy.
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If Tribble's going to reload, he's going to have to go outside and do it.
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Tribble rushes out from safety.
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He can hear the hiss of rifle bullets zipping across the air, a few striking the Bradley's armor with loud clangs.
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But Tribble ignores it all at all.
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He discards the old tubes and casings and begins mounting the new ones.
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He hears the crack of bullets narrowly missing him, but he keeps his nerve at a time where a slip-up is the difference between life and death.
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The missiles are reloaded and Tribble returns to the machine shouting… Done!
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Go!
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Go!
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With that, the roof hatch closes up, once more protecting Tribble from the chaos outside.
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Bradley again lurches to life, charging for combat.
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Back at the front the battlefield gradually calms down.
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Bradley still fire their cannons amidst a flurry of small arms fire, clearing out trenches and destroying equipment as the platoon drives through the wrecks of the enemy.
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Midmaster's executive officer comes on the radio reminding him
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that 70 Easting was the limit of advance and they are way past it.
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I can't stop.
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We're still in contact.
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Tell headquarters I'm sorry.
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He cuts the transmission and returns to the task at hand.
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They've broken through their lines, but there has to be reserves somewhere in this storm.
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It doesn't take long for them to find them.
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I see them!
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He spots a group of enemy tanks with his thermal sights.
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Seventeen of them, all in a circle.
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They've attacked so fast the reserves haven't even had time to get out of their parking spots.
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McMaster orders all of the troops Abrams to bear.
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Ready, report!
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They creep up on the enemy.
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He can clearly see an Iraqi tank commander standing on his hatch.
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The commander hears the Abrams and looks over his shoulder with an expression of utter horror on his face.
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Fire!
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In a flash the strength of Eagle troop is unleashed at the stationary targets.
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In just a minute, all 17 of the T-72 tanks are reduced to scrap.
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Target destroyed!
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The Bradleys in the rear continued to destroy enemy equipment and ammunition stashes, but the battle was effectively over.
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Anxiously, McMaster got on the radio to ask one question he feared the answer to.
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How many casualties?
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No casualties to report.
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No casualties to report.
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No casualties to report.
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They hadn't just won, they had crushed them.
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In just 23 minutes, this scouting force that wasn't even meant to engage the enemy had destroyed 50 T-72s,
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25 armored personnel carriers, 40 trucks and a multitude of other vehicles of the Tawakalna Republican Guard
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without losing a single man or vehicle.
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McMaster would be awarded the Silver Star for his actions.
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